Even Myths Are True Twice A Year

You can balance an egg upright on the equinoxes. You can also do it any other day of the year, including on the solstices:

Conference Unrealignment

So it looks as though the Big XII will live on and not be split among the Pac-10, SEC, and other conferences. Your faithful 'Dlogger is happy about this, if for no other reason then because he relishes the opportunity to explain to uninformed college football fans how, as currently constituted, the Big Ten has twelve teams and the Big XII has ten.

And there's a little schadenfreude in there, too - now the Hawkins problem is squarely shouldered by the Pac-10, which serves them right for trying to pick and choose what teams they take along with Texas. But more giggles towards Nebraska, which shucked tradition for some quick bucks but will head off into the coming decades scheduling a bunch of rust belt schools that suffer from exactly the same long-term troubles as themselves: who will carry on all this winning tradition we have accumulated for a century, when we have no recruiting footprint anywhere warm, where people actually want to go to college?

And lastly, to Missouri: no hard feelings. Just make sure, next time you jump ship, that the ship you're swimming to has already thrown you a life raft.

How To Make Your Faithful 'Dlogger's List Of Things To Do Today

Step 1: park on a high-parking-demand street in such a way that you take up two potential spots:



Step 2: advocate for something called a "Fair Tax" on your rear window:



Why is it that people whose actions tend to maximize their own personal benefit, disregarding the actions' broader effects, are usually the same people who extoll Neoliberal and or Libertarian ideas? It's like Lenin said. . . .

I Gotta Right

The good news is that the newest Supreme Court justice voted wisely; the bad news is that it was in a dissent. The majority appears to have decided that not officially demanding your Miranda rights constitutes waiving your rights. The case in question revolves around the police interrogating one Van Chester Thompkins as to whether, effectively, he has stopped beating his wife yet.

Awful.